Every creative piece is just me, telling a story. Enjoy!
What a man I have in you. Your eyes shine as brightly as the glitter. Your scent and breath lure me in. Your touch and caress stung me from within.
By Gloria Penelope3 months ago in Poets
Only that one evening with you. Just one night out together made me cling to you. Memories of your caressing hands keep on popping up.
What a kind soul you are, waking me up with a sweet text. Every day, I wake up thinking about your grin. It's a lifelong therapy for me to cling on.
How do they do it? In marriage! How do they keep their grins active? Yet there is always deception within it. Every day, more people lie and cheat.
Is it hard to be yourself? And not someone's version? Be yourself—the person you were before this. The you who never tried to imitate other people's lives.
How about you start being kind? Always provide a smile to people. Allow your generosity to restore those who've lost themselves in darkness.
Where exactly is it? You had a wonderful heart. Was it all for show? Where exactly is it? The act of kindness you showed us.
How was it to spend time with a stranger? Are you grateful for your time with him today? Did you leave a trail of compassion or a scar of comfort for him?
Life nowadays. It's no longer simple. People take their lives very seriously. They are energetic and vigilant. _ Being alive is a blessing.
Behind it all is my crushed heart. Behind the smile is my silent scream. Behind it all is a heart on the verge of giving up.
Life, though! Everything appears to be a chaos. Throughout her daily life. She's feeling very lonely. Within the thunderstorm of poverty.
My empty pockets, hollow eyes. A sense of worthlessness, a silent sigh. The weight of poverty, like a heavy chain. I'm feeling like a nobody.
By Gloria Penelope8 months ago in Poets
